Vermur's POV;
"AAAAHHAAAAH!"
Along the desolate snowy scape of what seemed to be a mountain scape.
"Haaaah, heeeh, hahhh, heeeh!"
Awoke a young boy. With short black slick middle parted hair whose tips froze one by one as blurry cold white gushed effortlessly around him. He seemed to be about 4 feet at most. His skin was a deep earth. His eyes soft a vermillion hue that swayed effortlessly under his crouched eyelids. He wore short that covered upto knee level, a grey worn out long sleeved shirt and black worn out that were deeply into the snowy ground as he tried to catch his footing.
He stood up. Barely able to hold himself as he tumbled over again as he lost balance.
He stood up once more. Expecting to fall gain he crouched slightly and he spread his hands apart as his symmetrically ovular face looked at the ground.
"Huh?"
His eyes shot opened and a confused hum escaped his mouth as eyes caught the snow white glow of the ground under what seemed to an even colder amd unless environment.
In his eyes, the level of the snow had risen to his knees. Yet, just moments ago, it was only thick enough to abstract his feet.
"H-h-h-how?"
He struggled to muse as the harsh coldness of the blurry cold winds of the area swept by and almost took his breath away.
'How... did it rise so fast? Wait? What is this? Where am I?'
The boy thought profusely as a quick and painful realisation hit his mind.
'Who... who am I?'
He don't know who he was... where he was... what he was doing here... or whatever anything was or had to do with him?
He wanted to panic, to cry to scream for something, but for what? He didn't know. He couldn't remember even if he wanted to so so hardly so.
"Hah?!"
He gasped suddenly as he looked at his hands and then his his lower body as he felt a sharp sharp coldness that he should've felt at the start.
As he eyes widened once more to an even greater shock. The snow...
"Ahhhh, ahhhh!"
It had risen again.
"C'monnnn!"
And this time it had risen to his waist level.
But he didn't think to panic and scream for something that he just couldn't remember. Whatever that word was it long from his mind. But he would be gone as well if he didn't die from sinking into the snow first.
He writhed and pulled his body and dug into the snow enveloping him all around.
He was scared. He was confused. His body seemingly operated in its own as it tried to free itself. And if so what was his mind doing?
'Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no!'
'What the flippers am I gonna do?'
'Wait, what are flippers?'
'What's doing? Who am I? What is this place?'
'What is a place? Ahhh, it's cold, cold, cold, cold! Wait. What's cold? What's feeling? What am I feeling? Is this cold feeling something?'
'Aaaaah man! I'm so done for.'
He thought as his eyes then opened and he thought, 'Wait, what's done... and for?'
He thought as he seemingly seemed to have paused his movements. His body stayed still. It felt nothing. He felt nothing. Knew nothing. And then his body jolted a little as his gaze turned to his surroundings.
And he analysed three out of the many things he could think of mustering in his head; One, this place, whatever it was and wherever it was of no familiarity to him. Two, he wondered how he was able to survive here in this place with its deadly conditions and state with what ever the heck conditions or even feelings were. And three-
"I have to got to stop a-a-asking my-myself these questions too much-ch-ch."
He shivered as he then looked around. And thought, 'What am I gonna do now though?'
As he reminisced on the events that occurred before hand, he thought and thought, but could only remember himself thinking so much that a normal person would ran man thinking the thoughts he thought.
"Hold up... uhhh! Don't do it Vermur!"
He scolded himself as his eyes closed and open as annoyance had been suddenly replaced with even more confusion than before.
'Who is Vermur... am I Vermur? Well, if I am because I said I am then... I guess I'm Vermur, huh?'
A bright joyous smirked perked up on his face as he then thought, 'Yes, yes, yes, yes. I finally know something now!'
But that smile was quickly replaced with a small open frown on his mouth as he lips trembled to say, "Hold up a minute.... what's a question?"
"Aaaaaah!!!"
He roared as he body snapped, his arms spread apart with clenched fists as well as his legs as he bent upward with closed eyes and furiously cute face and shouted, "AHHHH WHY DON'T KNOW ANYTHING?!"
ANYTHING!
ANYTHIIII!
ANYTHIII!
ANYTHII!
ANYTHI!
He screamed as his echo blasted and faded into the space of this unknown terrain.
His arms dropped, his back straightened, his eyes opened and he sighed as his shallow disappointed caught something.
A round white glimmer reflected in his eyes as he gazes upon something up in the sky. That looked dark yet felt warm. That seemed endless yet so visible to him. That was farther away from him than he thought and yet...
"Hmmm."
He stretched his his left hand up above his gaze and spread all fingers on his palm as he thought, 'What a pretty round thing that is... can I reach it?'
'Can I grab it?'
'Can it... be mine?' He thought as his slightly open mouth closed as his lips curved into a smirk.
'No...'
A gentle confident and 'possessive' smirk.
'It should be mine.... right?'
'He he he. Yes, it will be mine.'
He thought as all that had filled his mind and body before had been swatted away faster than a hope lit inside.
A hope that warmed him in this monstrously cold place. A hope that stilled his ever lost mind and and soul. A hope... that gave rise to a drive. A relentless and insatiable drive that made him wanna do two things he don't know ow about but sure as hell knew he needed to do.
One, was get out here and survive. And two, know what that beautiful thing was. And if there were more beautiful things like it and if... if possible... no! And if there were ways for him to have them all!
And so, he lifted his left leg from the ground and plunged it hard to his backside as his right leg slightly crouched his upper body snapped forward as his gaze and confidently lit up face looked before as he said, "He he he... I'm coming back for ya beautiful round thing so stay there while you can. And for all the beautiful things out there! I'm coming for ya too!"
He then sprinted off as his feet hurriedly and thunderous ran through the snowy ground of this snowy terrain.
And few minutes into his directionless and fast sprint, for some his age I think, his eyes furrowed as his body stayed in the relentless motion and he thought, 'Wait a minute, what is beautiful?'
RWAAAAAR!
"Huh, what's that?"